Haunted-house thrills at the bottom of the ocean in David Twohy’s Below

The distinct smell of B-movie excess comes with David Twohy’s haunted submarine film, but it shouldn’t be likened to such drivel as Ghost Ship and Virus as they don’t even compare to the well-oiled scares and deep-sea suspense of this slick chiller. There’s an assured production...

Review: April Fool’s Day

April Fool’s Day plays like a toned-down Friday The 13th, gaining its chauvinistic attributes from PG-13-styled sexual innuendo (you know the type where giddy high school girls read "what kind of orgasm does your man give you" from teen market magazines) whilst sticking itself...

Twisted brilliance in Dressed To Kill

Watching the film for the first time you’d be forgiven for questioning whether or not you were viewing a voyeuristic semi-pornographic sex film. The opening scene not only plays with your perception of what is really happening but it throws genre conventions out the window, and...